1,079.8 total miles. 229.6 miles today.
As you can see, we didn't get a whole heck of a lot of driving done today.
But first, there was breakfast! After spending the night at the B&B, we went back to Mom's and Stan's house for an al fresco meal of bacon and pancakes, cooked right outside by the Host With The Most.
Here's Jim, Stan and Mom, sitting in their back yard by the rushing creek right in their back yard. It was so pretty out there, listening to the water and watching the chipmunks running all around.
Stan's cooking breakfast on the electric griddle right on the picnic table. Once he got the bacon and a round of pancakes done, we sat down at the table to eat it while he spooned up more batter onto the griddle and ate while he continued to cook. Awesome. I'm stealing that idea when we get settled in the new house!
The budgies are having quite a nice time traveling, I think. Tate seemed to really like Granny's house, and she spent the night there while we were in the B&B. I did take pics of her, but I took them with a disposable camera so I can't upload them.
While Jim worked on the computer getting the crisis somewhat under control, Stan, Mom, James, Tate and I went on a drive through their part of the valley to look around at the pretty houses and cute cabins and the scenery near where they live. No wonder they like it there so much. We had a lovely time visiting them, but we did have to leave, so around 3:15, we headed out.
We left Colorado behind and got into Utah. Our goal was Salt Lake City, but we didn't get that far. A lot of the first part of Utah was really pretty.
We don't know what it was, but it just sort of appeared in the desert, like a misplaced space ship or a fat lost chicken. And this had some really pretty arches to it:
But all too soon, the interesting rock formations gave way to desolate areas as far as the eye could see, and we decided it might be best to find a hotel while we could, and get some extra rest. On the bright side, we're a quarter of the way to our new house.
The Best Western in Green River doesn't allow pets, but the Holiday Inn Express across the street does, so that's where we are right now. Unfortunately for Tate, our room is on the second floor, and her old hips don't appreciate the adventure of staircases like they did back in the day. But she's fine. In fact, she's fast asleep, much like she's been for the last several days. At least we haven't needed to pull out the sedatives!